A leisurely Sunday afternoon spent diddling away at the Oregon Coast is always an adventure in my book, especially if it concludes with a terrifying sprint to the car with my life flashing before my eyes.
Combing the beach for sand dollars, putzing around at low tide for starfish, feeling the spritz of spurting Pacific Ocean geysers; throw in the fourth biggest feline in the world, and you’ve got yourself a full afternoon AND a…



